Have you ever walked through a cemetery and read the headstones? All you see are the names, the day they were born, and the day they died. If you are anything like Debra Bright, you walk away wondering who they were or what they were like, and what was their life like. All you see is the beginning of their life and the end of their life, but what about the middle? That was the inspiration of Debra writing her grandmother’s story; she wanted to fill in the middle.

The world has changed; people’s interests have changed. In the past, stories about family were passed on from one generation to the next, but this is a practice that has faded into the past. The memory of a person now dies with the last person who actually knew that person. Afterward, it’s like that person never existed. Writing this book, Debra’s grandmother’s memory will live forever.